Lyrics

Bears!
All I really fear is (Bears!)
And in the morning it's (Bears!)
'Cause in the evening it's (Bears!)

I hate the way they stalk
And flare guns rarely make 'em balk
And when they flash their toothy smile
I'd rather starve than get 'em riled

I went to stay
In research station out the way
Putin said we'll be okay
Siberia's nice I heard him say
Just peace and quiet every day
And nothin' lives there anyway
On my first night I hit the hay
Strange noises kept my sleep at bay

My comrade Ray
Yelled "Bears are here!" to my dismay
I haven't even gotten paid
My stomach flipped with no delay
I don't think they came here to play
They wanna move inside our cave
And yes we told them go away
We're probably stuck in here til May
(Our food supply should last about 10 days)

Bears!
They're in the kitchen (Bears!)
They ate up my food (Bears!)
I'm in the closet (Bears!)
Armed with an old broom...

(chorus repeat)